Bay Territory.
Lord's Mansion.
Lianna took a big bite of meat, savoring the sweet taste of the tender meat fibers.
As Matthew chewed, he glanced at Yaya, who was rubbing her little belly and saw the puzzled look in her eyes. He thought it was a rare opportunity and explained to her,
"Are you wondering why I offered such generous conditions to these captives?"
The little one bobbed her head like a pounding garlic press, counting on her tiny fingers,
"If we trade them to the Carlisle Family, we could make a nice profit, and that would be many shiny Gold Coins..."
"Providing food for them every day, so many people, will also cost many lovely Gold Coins..."
"Even if we have to spend money, why not keep these benefits for our own territory's people?"
Matthew didn't dismiss Yaya's concern about these "trivial matters" lightly.
Instead, he finished his food and then, with great importance, said to her,
